Mother's Day...

Dear Nicky,

Today was a little hard on your old man because your mother was driving him crazy. You see, we're still adjusting to having a new baby, which is terrifying enough, but couple that with the uncertainties involved with your health and such, and it's a testament to the strength of our will, character, and love for you that our heads haven't exploded. So anyway, what it boils down to is that we both have up days and down days, and they aren't predictable and they aren't consistent. And either one of us can have them. Your Mom's tend to be a little more pronounced, however, since she honestly has never really known pain and fear before all this. I grew up with it, on the other hand, so I was a bit better equipped. But when your Mom keeps trying to find something else wrong with your health everytime these moods come on her, it's really exhausting. Today she was concinved you were too tired and not eating well because of your heart condition. I must also stress at this point that none of this reflects on how we feel about you. You are our gift and our treasure and we will always feel that way. Read that last sentence again, and believe it. Anyway, today was Mother's Day, so we had to go out to Mom's parents, which meant dealing with traffic coming and going. Everybody was there, dying to see you, which meant dealing with everybody. Your cousins met you for the first time and loved you. Now if you only don't get sick from them, everything'll be great. When we finally got home, you ate a bunch of formula at nice clip, so Mom's feeling better now. Me, I'm just glad to be in our home with my little family.

Love,
Dad